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Now, I’m not saying Gamzee’s definitely flirting here – but I am saying that if Gamzee was to flirt, this would be exactly the kind of shit he’d say.

TC: GoD DaAaAaAaAaAaAaMn. YoU ArE DeAlIn sOmE HeArTy rEpRoAcH ToNiGhT. TC: FlYiNg fUcKiN HiGh, MaN. TC: HiGhEr tHaN A LaUgHsAsSiN Up oN ThE MoThErFuCkIn gRiEf tRaPeZe. TC: HiGhEr tHaN A SuBjUgGlAtOr gEtTiN HiS WeEp oN FoR ThE VaSt hOnK I BeLiEvE In tO CoMe.

We have an almost immediate reference to subjugglation. I'm willing to bet that Gamzee is an amnesiac ghost - and it seems his memories are returning a lot faster than John’s.

Well, Gamzee? Are you proud of what you’re starting to recall, or ashamed?

TC: MoThErFuCk iT, mOtHeRfUcKeR! TC: PuRe mAgIc iS AlL WhEn tHeRe bE HaTcHiN Of gRuBs TC: I'Ve sEeN ShIt tHaT WoUlD ShOcK YoUr lOoKsTuBs TC: I PeEpEd oN A PlAcE Of 6 tRiLlIoN HeMoS TC: AlL Up aT OnE RoCk, BlEeDiNg aS EqUaLs

lmao, I just realized that this is probably the ‘worst rap-off in Paradox Space’ that we cut away from in early Hivebent. I bet the fandom was just clamoring to hear this one.

TC: It's eAsY To sEe iF YoU SeArCh aLl yOuR FeElInS TC: ThAt pEaCe hApPeNs fIrSt, AnD MuRdEr's tHe sEqUeL

I doubt if macabre lines like this featured in the original memory, though. Has Tavros noticed that something's up yet?

TC: WhEn wE Up aNd sTaRt tO KiCk aT ThIs rEd TeAm NoIsE, TC: YoU ShOuLd mAkE YoUr wAy tO GeT YoUr hAnG On aT My hIvE. AT: oH, yES, tOTALLY, TC: We cOuLd sPlIt a tIn oF ThE PiMpEsT SnEeZe i gOt oN HaNd, BaKeD Up aLl sPeCiAl fOr yOu. TC: AnD ThEn mAyBe mAkE OuT A LiTtLe.

Oh my god, haha

Was this part of the original conversation, then? Because it really wouldn’t be too surprising if Gamzee was into the guy. Like I said, they vibe extremely well.

Hell, that might even be one of the reasons why Gamzee lost his mind when he did. He snapped around the same time that Tavros was killed; perhaps the loss of his friend and crush was what finally pushed a soporless Gamzee over the edge.

Ahahahaha, he's considering it!

This creature was... I'm out of words for what I felt... incredible? Fascinating?

Surprisingly I wasn't even afraid when saw this black slug on my windowsill.

I was in bed, noticing this black thing moving under the light of the street.

I just watched a bit, wondering what it was, hardly able to make out more than a smooth, creeping movement.

Eventually I got up. It was rather big, maybe 6 inches, resembling a slug without antenae.

It was completely black, slightly translucent and gliscened in the dimm light from the streetlamps.

I stood up, slowly aproaching it and as I came closer it immediately lifted its front, or what I thought to be the front, clearly recofnizing me.

I got closer, tried to look at it in detail, keeping a certain distance. At some point I noticed some very settle, humming sound. kinda soothing, and once I heared it, I couldn't help but listen.

"What... are you?" I said more to me than to that thing, and that sound seemed to intensify for a moment, almost like it... responded.

I chuckled. "Your kinda cute" I said, amused at the same time, that I would say that to a black slug that most people probably would frame as creepy or even disgusting.

The sound intensified again before that thing moved towards the edge of the sill, again lifting it's front towards me.

"What do you want?" I said gently before my hand reached out almost by itself, without mich thought as if I was watching myself doing it . "Wanna... come over?"

I hesitated for the tiniest of moments. But then I slowly offered my hands fully, bringing them infront of the windowsill for that creature to get on to them.

'What should happen?' I thought. I always was kinda unfazed with such thing. I mean, kt was a slug, was it? It clearly wasn't, but somehow I just wanted to be chill about it.

So, although slightly nervous non the less, I stayed like that. And the creature seemed to hesitate aswell.

"Come on, buddy. All is good" I said, getting a bit calmer.

And a moment after my words, the creature started to move, to creep over onto my fingers, slowly, kind of cautiously.

As it touched my skin it felt... good. Not even cold like I expected. It was almost like a comforting shiver spread throughout my body when I felt the mass of that thing getting onto my hands.

And as the creature touched my hand I could hear that steady sound emenating into me in soothing vibrations.

It intensified again when it was fully on my hands.

I stepped backwards, lowering myself onto the edge of my bed to. I looked down on it in wonder, irritation and bedazzlement.

"So what are you? Really... what brought you to me?"

Again, the sound intensified, and as I could feel that vibration, it was... different. Almost as if I started to understand, or at least having a feeling of what that creature might feel, blurry, vague and maybe just me imagining, but I somehow knew, that it wasn't, that I really started to... understand.

And without really knowing why I let the creature down beside me, having it settle onto the matress.

I moved to the side, watching the creature closely. Something was happening, it started to move differently. I couldn't point my finger on it, but I ä, again... knew.

Then I noticed it starting to develop some kind of waves, its whole body moving like that while it stretched and compressed, lifting it's front again while its body seemed to convulse.

It didn't look all that painless and I knew, that it must have been rather unpleasant.

But at that point, I mostly just watched in fascination.

The creature twitched and trembled, more and more and I realized that it... grew.

I moved over a bit more, watching as the slug got bigger, as it's form changed. At first it was more of an undefined mass, a moving pile of black goo, but more and more I noticed details, limbs even, two extremeties growing over the edge of the bed, two more on the side of the still black mass. Then I made out some kind of face... a head... a nose, ears, rudimentary, but clearly getting towards those shapes?

And its colour, its skin got lighter, yeveloping a rosy tint, sometjing quickly resembling... human skin.

The limbs at that point developed more and more details, started to look like muscles, those limbs looking more like actual... legs... and arms... hands forming at the end if it, feet... all gro2ing out of what what looked more and more like a rather well built torso!

My eyes got bigger and bigger along with my fascination watching this in total aw as that mass now quickly formed into what clearly was a human figure, hair growing, blonde stubbles at first, a whispy spread over jus whole body and soom a rather nice hairdo while I suddenly realised that underneath was quite the handsome face looking at me... a guy... and not just that. He really was, sporty, hunkish even it sat on the ledge of the bed like me now.

Then the shifting ended. It seemed to be, ready.

I couldn't move a muscle, partly awstruck, partly unable to know what to do now.

Eventually that... figure started to move. Its upper body getting straight, its head looking up and towards me with growing intent.

It looked at me for quite the long moment. He wss. Then he spoke.

"Thank you" he let out, and something in me reacted to this as it did to that soothing sound before, that calming vibration. I felt... close.

And I reached out to take his hands.

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